“Quiz”

Need to blow off some steam? CupcakKe has got you. After a string of forthright songs about sex, love, and struggle, the 20-year-old rapper steps out with “Quiz,” a roaring takedown so riotous you can feel the weight of a mosh pit hurling around you. She says it was produced by PC Music, which explains its rave energy; the British group of bubblegum beatmakers is often associated with Charli XCX, whom CupcakKe collaborated with on glossy, glitched-out bangers like “Lipgloss” and “I Got It.” Here, those same rowdy, rhythmic zig-zags feel ferociously amplified when paired with CupcakKe’s lyrical intensity. It’s pure party power.

Over swirls of synths, warped drills, and rapid-fire hand claps, CupcakKe tears through each verse like a Category 6 hurricane, destroying everything in her path. “Hundred on the eWay/Shotgun in the briefcase/Spill a bitch brains looks like raspberry cheesecake,” she snarls, tossing in a blustery “b-b-b-boom!” Hardcore hedonism is part of her brand, so it makes sense that she doesn’t serve up any old middle finger to the haters—this is a bloodbath. That she slips in cheeky quotables only makes it more exhilarating. She counts her cash like Twix bars, directs thirsty men to Fiji water, and takes her Uber driver to Popeyes (“Bought like twenty wings, you’d think I’m ‘bout to split with Five Guys/I’m hungry!”) before narrowing her eyes again. It’s fast, furious, and relentless, save for a few clever moments of silence, the most powerful of which is the hiccup before the chorus explodes into a howling trap break. “How? How? How? How?” a high-pitched voice, in the background, demands, before it’s over. It’s not a question so much as a warning: Cross CupcakKe at your own risk.